Monday, December 12, 2011

Day One

This is me...

When I woke up this morning, I weighed 256.0 pounds. Not happy. I didn't have the greatest of weekends, eating-wise, so in effect today was the start.

I didn't do all that badly today. I ate breakfast, lunch, dinner, and had a couple of snacks in between. I went to Panera for lunch and had a bowl of soup and an apple, which was a big improvement over how I usually do.

My biggest problem is that I spend a lot of time behind my desk, and that leads to a lot of grazing. Then I make the mistake of bringing a bunch of stuff. It's pretty simple, if I don't bring stuff I don't eat it!

Then again, anyone in this situation knows that it isn't that easy. You sort of get conditioned, get into some sort of routine. I have to admit that I am very much a creature of habit -- most days I pack pretty much the same thing for lunch.

So for me it is a matter of just breaking some habits. I didn't eat as much and drank more water than I usually do. If the good stuff is there in front of me I will eat it, sometimes it is just a matter of choosing that stuff over everything else.

Didn't do a lot, exercise-wise, but I did get out and move a little bit. I coach my younger son's 5th-grade basketball team, and tonight I tried to run around and just burn some calories. Then I did 15 minutes on my new (well, new to me) treadmill.

Not a bad start. You see, one of the other things I'm striving to do is to be consistent. Just do the same thing over and over, day after day. I can have a huge start, but what good does it do if that huge start is difficult to maintain? I'm trying to follow the advice of my doctor, who said...just focus on losing. Don't worry how much or how fast or slow, just consistently lose.

He shared the example of how a few years ago he lost 30 pounds over a period of 18 months. While it is hard to be patient like that sometimes, it is the way to go. So just getting it done today, and again tomorrow, is what my first goal is going to be.

Friday, December 9, 2011


As a math guy and a sports fanatic, I'm a believer that for the most part numbers don't lie. So needless to say, when I went in for a recent physical and some blood work I got a little bit of a shocker.

I am in really crappy shape.

I sort of knew that already since I look at myself in the mirror every day. My clothes were getting tight, it was getting hard to do simple things like bend over and tie my shoes, and worst of all, I can't walk ANYWHERE without being out of breath.

So I knew on the outside that things weren't good. On the inside, they were even worse. Here are some of my current stats:

Weight -- 255 lbs. (I am 5-foot-9)
Triglycerides -- 482
Glucose -- 117
Blood pressure -- 140/80
Resting heart rate -- 75

So here is a quick primer of what all of that means. My weight is 60-70 pounds over what is considered normal or healthy, my triglycerides are three times the normal count and my glucose puts me in what is commonly called pre-diabetic range

In other words, I'm pretty effed up. That means it is time to do something about it. Given my past and family history -- all of which I will share in later posts -- it is time. Because it has reached the point where it isn't something I want or need to do, it is something I have to do. I can't live like this much longer because there aren't any guarantees that I will.

Thanks to the support of family and friends (and past successes) it is something I can do. And the point of this blog is to share my journey with others who are in the same boat, hopefully we can all help each other get the job done.